Mark by Destiny.
“You look like you’ve been crying. Oh, dear sister, did you really think he would choose you?”
Her words stung worse than claws. I forced myself not to flinch, though my throat burned.
“You don’t have to do this, Ravena,” I whispered. “You’ve already won. You got what you wanted.”
Her laughter rang out, cruel and musical. “Won? Oh, Liora, you sweet, naïve fool. Tonight was only the beginning. Being Luna isn’t just a crown…it’s power, Authority and Everything you’ll never have. And I’ll make sure of it.”